Thursday November 7th
THE RAGE… some say it takes enhancements to be as angry as me, but they just don’t understand. I was so pissed when I couldn’t lock out that 7th rep. It was only a few inches away. And even if I’d gotten it, it wouldn’t have been ground-breaking. I’ve done 255 for 7 already. But these are the realities of strength training; linear progression just doesn’t happen like that, at least not constantly. You plateau, and you reset, and you reprogram. And you eat and rest. Any one of these variables (and there are more to include here) can cause a negative outcome if not on track.
I shouldn’t have repped out at 250 – that was too high. I shouldn’t have tripled 220 before it. I only got out what I put in, and I put in a whole lot of angry due to the shit afternoon I’d had. So that’s probably why I didn’t stop at 5 or 6. The rage… the rage.
Highlights of the session: I roped Roberta in to administering my salts, and I had to adjust my lever belt before the money set: I’m leaner, at least. Leaner is good… Stereos is just a few weeks away.
70 kgs x 10
120 kgs x 8
170 kgs x 5
220 kgs x 3
250 kgs x nearly 7